The night winded down calmly. It seemed like any other day for most, besides the news of Jack owning a Hell-flame Fox. There was a mix of emotions about it, some were filled with fear while others were filled with respect. With the support and assurance of the Adventurers Association, the general public accepted the news and was eager to see what might happen in the future.
The busiest place of the night was the docks. Reinolt City was a well-known port city and its pier was far larger than most. Each dock had two levels, a lower at sea level and a higher level for easy entrance to the massive ships that arrived daily.
Filled with the latest arrivals, Reinolt Pier was bustling. Dozens of deckhands were unloading and loading cargo. Sounds of crashing waves began to grow, surprising a few experienced sailors.
"What's going on?" asked a young sailor, looking to his captain.